Wanyangu didn't know what this man was doing, but he was not prepared to disobey him.
They don't want the land, and they don't want the worship. What they want is that these people don't die because of their practice.
They died not because of offerings, but because of the 'demand' they created. To put it simply, there was no need for them to do any more spiritual practice.
Inexplicable, strange and strange.
After much thought, Wanyan Gu could only blame it on the fact that the previous descendants of this family had lived here.
What?
Does he have any relatives here?
After cultivating to this point, any relatives of the same generation would have died long ago.
That is impossible.
"master."
A strongman looked at the horrific corpses around him, swallowed his saliva, came closer and said, "Let's."
"Look what I'm doing!"
Wanyan Gu glared at him, "Just practice well. As for the spiritual practice, let's slow down first. That man is very powerful. We can't defeat him. I'm still afraid of him!"
People in the Lishi Sect are straightforward and don't hide anything they say.
The same goes for Wanyan Gu. If you can beat him, you can beat him. If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. If you're afraid, you're afraid. If you're not afraid, you're not afraid. It doesn't matter if you say it.
only.
"Why do you say that I am an evil person! Who are you? I, the Rikishi Sect, am the right person!"
…
boom!
White light shot into the sky.
The tallest palace in a city was blown to pieces.
The ground outside the palace was full of corpses. The better thing was that the head and chest were broken. The worse thing was that there was no intact part of the body. It was so tattered that no human shape could be seen.
Among the group of corpses, Sun Jiubei pinched the neck of one person and crushed his head to pieces with a strong force of his five fingers. He clenched his fist with his other hand and punched a hole in the person's chest, throwing him like a rag doll. on the ground.
He shook his hand, shook off the layer of filth, and bowed towards the broken palace.
In the ruins covered by smoke and dust, a figure gradually emerged and walked out.
"Senior brother, the evil ways of resistance have been wiped out."
Song Yin glanced at the corpses on the ground, nodded, and said, "Well done."
In his hand, he was holding a demon that was bleeding and twitching constantly.
Song Yin threw away the evil way and threw it on the ground, saying: "People in the city, I don't care what you do. If one person dies, I will find one of your disciples and kill him, and then let you taste what you are feeling now."
At this moment, they have reached the hinterland of Beigao Country.
Along the way, we didn't look for villages, only for cities. That city was basically the base camp of an evil path. There was basically an evil path in every city.
Back and forth, Song Yin took Sun Jiube to find the Lishi Sect, Zishan Sect, Qianyan Sect, Changhong Sect, and Chilongyuan.
Every time he encountered a sect, he would follow the same pattern and kill half of the evil spirits in the city first. Either Song Yin would do it himself, or Sun Jiubei would practice a lot and find the leader.
And this city is where the Red Dragon Academy is based.
"Next city."
Song Yin said, taking the lead and walking towards the outside of the city.
In the city, the doors and windows of houses of all sizes are closed, but there is a gap in the door and window, and it seems that someone is peeping.
Sun Jiubei cleared his throat in time and said loudly: "Don't panic, everyone, we are practitioners of the Jinxian Sect! We are here to destroy the evil ways entrenched here, and we will not do anything to you!"
"We, the Golden Immortal Sect, can't stand these evil ways and can't stand them treating you like pigs and dogs. We will come again, we will come again!"
Every time they go to a city, after they have wiped out the evil ways, they will tell the people. In addition to suppressing the evil ways, they don't want the people to still be afraid, but they tell them why they have done this.
It cannot be said that it can completely eliminate the worries of evil ways among the people, but it can reduce the fear of evil ways in the hearts of the people.
The evil ways in Beigao Kingdom cannot be completely suppressed, and even the evil ways in Nanping Kingdom cannot be completely suppressed. Because they are not powerful enough to take over personally, these evil ways will breed again.
It is easy for Song Yin to exterminate these evil ways in the Beigao Kingdom, but the demons and chaos that have spawned must be cured, and the cannibalistic evils that are more harmful than these evil ways must also be cured.
However, before their Golden Immortal Sect grows up, these evil ways should be restrained.
He can't protect all mortals, it doesn't matter, these evil ways are no match for him.
Fight these evil ways, let them restrain themselves a little, and then accumulate strength, wait until they are powerful enough, and then wipe them out in one fell swoop.
"Senior brother."
After Sun Jiubei finished shouting, he pursed his lips and said to Song Yin: "Is this really useful? We passed through several cities, but I see no difference between these mortals. Will they really no longer be afraid of evil?"
He has rich life experience. He used to live under Feishizhai and thought that life was carefree and that gods were in charge of him. He respected and feared gods.
Later, when he encountered the Armored Sect, he began to resent the evil way, but even at that time, he did not think that Feishizhai was an evil way.
People have to pay a price to protect themselves, right? They just hate their bad situation and their evil ways.
Later, after some advice from Song Yin, I realized that the evil ways were all the same, there was no difference. With the addition of cultivating immortals, I no longer had any respect for Feishizhai, and just wanted to destroy them.
But mortals don't have this level.
They live under the rule of these sects, and people don't die every day, just a few a month. This is normal in this world.
There is no immortal person in this world.
"I have no idea."
Song Yin shook his head: "I only know that everything depends on human effort. If you don't do anything, it is impossible to save the world and save people just by thinking."
He looked at Sun Jiube and said: "Junior brother, senior brother, this is also my first time to practice. It is my first time to pursue this mission of saving the world and saving people. How to do it will be effective? You must do it first, and then you will have a better way."
"The only good thing is that compared to ordinary people, we have more time and more lifespan to observe and trial and error. No one is immune to making mistakes. Summarizing experience and taking better measures and actions is what we The only way right now.”
"We can recruit more disciples. Let's try and make mistakes together and summarize together. There will always be a way to make this world clear."
If we just eliminate evil ways, mortals will be liberated and live a life without being harmed. That would be simple.
"Yes! Senior brother, I will definitely follow you closely and work hard!" Sun Jiubei said in a loud voice.
If you want to help your senior brother, you must work harder!
Song Yin nodded with a smile, but suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked towards the corner of the street.
The mortals around had gone back to their homes to take shelter, and the streets were very clean, so when someone appeared, they seemed so sudden, and they were discovered immediately.
Those people, all children, huddled in a corner, looking at the two people approaching in fear.
The youngest children were only five or six years old, and the oldest ones were only eleven or twelve years old. They were wearing torn clothes, skinny and dirty.
Most of these children are disabled. Some are missing one arm, and the other arm is also twisted, that is, their legs have completely disappeared, and they are just lying on the ground.
What's more, the whole body was twisted into a twist, and only one head was still intact. When he saw the two approaching, there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and his body squirmed slightly on the ground like maggots, curling up inward, as if he didn't want them to let go. See.
On the other hand, the little girl who looked to be five or six years old and had both arms missing gritted her teeth and kowtowed to the two of them, "Master, please reward me for your good deeds."
The voice was not as crisp as a child's, but rather hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been filled with wind and sand.
This is
beggar?
(End of chapter)
